OLD SILENT BEATNIK ON TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN

Joy! Joy! Not much to say today. About to go get Mertie for lunch. The writing went very well this morning as I created a scene between Manning and another being in which much was revealed and much hidden too so that the whole scene is rife with double meanings that the reader will understand later in the novel, and I don't mean double entendres either. It was great fun, but, Jeez, I wish I were younger. This writing would go so much easier and be fraught with much less worry if my brain were only 15 years younger. But, today, the hell with it. I feel joyous.